" My god," I said, "you almost made me come just by talking about my body."In fact, I was experiencing all the sensations he had listed, only much, mu...h stronger than any words could describe."The man," he continued, "notices this change in the woman and reacts to it. His heart also beats harder, pumping more blood into his penis and it gets hard." Is your cock hard?" I interrupted his flow.Heads on the table near us were turning. In my excitement I had spoken much louder than necessary."It's. My toenails are painted a deep dark shade of red. It's easy to see my long toenails through the sheer pantyhose. This is where you start to lose your consciousness. My toes are making you incredibly weak and all you wish to do is lay pathetically at my feet.You begin feeling very submissive and I am loving it. I am feeling the power over you!After worshiping my feet for several minutes, I tell you to kiss from my feet all the way up to my inner thigh, slow and sensual kisses that show your. "Looking at the doubt on my face she asked, "True or false? After 25 years of marriage, I can’t get dressed in the same room with you without you wanting to fuck me. True?" Smiling at the simple truth of her statement, I nodded. "I think it’s safe to say you won’t be switching teams any time soon. And as far as you sucking David’s cock, Baby, you’re no more gay than I am. Frankly, I thought it was hot has hell and, if I’m okay with it, screw what anyone else thinks." A knot of anxiety suddenly. She asked if I wanted to join her and some ladies from the Archive for a drink. I stuttered "sure, when?" They were planning to leave in 30 minutes, so I closed off the storage, and ran for a quick shower in the in-house gym. Running upstairs I was sure I could sense her perfume.30 minutes later I caught up with the ladies at a nearby bar. They were already seated and drinking in the diner-style bar. Two of the girls jumped out, so I was sitting besides Kristina. We were chatting and laughing.